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“You made me a promise. I will fully intend to make sure you keep it.”

“Say it, Sela.”

“Don"t stop touching me. Don"t stop making me come.” She whispered the

wicked words against the shell of his ear as she wrapped one leg around his waist.

The heel of her foot dug into the curve of his lower back as she pressed herself to

him.

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She felt the whole length of his toned body shudder when the swollen tip of his

cock caressed her aching sheath.

“Fuck…Sela.” The harsh tone of his whiskey voice was both a warning and a

plea. If she wasn"t careful, Rome would lose control.

Sela smiled, confident that the darkness hid her joy. “I want…I need you to let

go, Rome.”

She felt his resistance snap when the very air around them sparked with hard

desire.

And then Rome pressed those full, talented lips of his against hers.

Her nails dug into the firm mass of his shoulders as she kissed him, struggling

to get a grip on the desire that ran rampant through her. His tongue surged into her

mouth, forcing her to let her passion run free.

Sela rocked her hips, lifting them up for his every downward stroke. Back and

forth, man versus woman, they moved together, fighting to reach a release. Sela"s

nails scraped along the firm muscles in Rome"s backside as he withdrew and thrust

in forward. She cried out and clung to him as he surged deep into her cunt.

After that the only sounds in the room were the sounds of their harsh

breathing and deep groans as Rome slid in and out of the slick folds of Sela"s sheath,

pumping into her, tightening the ball of pleasure that lay between her thighs until

with a scream Sela came hard, pussy tightening around his cock.

Rome pumped into her, plunged deep past the tight muscles of her fluttering

pussy to stroke the deepest part of her core. With every stroke her sheath further

tightened until her orgasm built into a second, more powerful release. This time

Rome couldn"t hold his pleasure at bay. His fingers dug deep into her hips as he

groaned her name and jerked hard, finding his release.

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Chapter Seven

She woke at the first feel of his hands moving across her back. “You stole the

covers,” he murmured against her nape as he pulled her to him.

Sela turned into his arms. “I"m sorry.” She lifted the comforter and covered

him. The sun was already rising. The air around them was thick, sweet with the

scent of their lovemaking. There was just enough light in the room for her to see his

smile.

“I"m not so sure I need the covers anymore,” he said as he lowered his head.

She lifted her face, eager for his kiss. The first feel of his mouth on hers sent

little tremors of need through the folds of her pussy. He plunged his fingers into her

hair and held her head immobile as he plundered her mouth. She groaned as his

tongue awakened her desires.

Slowly, with frequent butterfly kisses, he broke away from her. The way he

kept coming back told Sela he couldn"t get enough of her mouth.

Just like she couldn"t get enough of him.

Already, she ached for Rome.

“I should be leaving,” she whispered even though it was the last thing she

wanted to do.

“Why?” he breathed against her mouth.

She swallowed thickly, trying to remember why she wanted to be anywhere

else. “If I leave now, no one will notice I spent the night here.”

He stilled beside her. “Oh,” he said softly as though she had made some great

confession that made everything clear.

She, on the other hand, believed she had mucked things up. “You know how

the town is, Rome. We shouldn"t say anything unless we have something to tell. The

town will talk if—”

He cut her off, kissing her swiftly, savagely. “I understand.” One hand left her

hair. Sela sighed at the feel of Rome"s fingers skimming across the soft skin of her

belly. His touch was so personal, so purposeful she knew he was doing what they

had not been able to do before.

He was taking his time to learn her.

He trailed his finger over the soft mound of her stomach and circled her belly

button. She giggled when he dipped his fingers into the small cavern and tickled the

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normally ignored flesh. Her laughter turned into a sigh of pleasure when his hands

moved south and threaded through the dark hairs that shielded her sex.

Rome"s gaze lifted to hers. He held it as he lowered his head. At the last

moment he broke her gaze and placed a soft kiss to her belly. Sela groaned through

parted lips when she felt his tongue flick against her hot skin. Then he nipped her

flesh. Sela yelped in reaction, partly out of surprise, partly out of pleasure. The

stinging pain had sharpened her desire.

“Please,” she whispered softly as molten heat climbed up her spine. Her pussy

ached, and her folds burned with the need to have him inside her.

“I know, Cupcake. I know.” He licked her lower pelvis before gripping both her

thighs. She lifted her arms and held on to the metal swirls that made up the

headboard as he widened her legs.

“Your skin tastes so good. I could spend hours licking you,” he growled against

her flesh before Sela felt him lick a wet, hot path from her lower abdomen to the

area below her breasts. She held her breath when he reached the under curve of her

bosom, waiting for him to touch her tit.

Instead Rome sucked a piece of her belly flesh into his mouth. She pressed her

head into the pillow and dug her heels into the mattress in reaction. No man had

ever given Sela such sharp pleasure before. It was as if she was burning up from the

inside.

Heart pounding, pussy pulsing, Sela ran her fingers through his hair. “Don"t

make me wait, Rome,” she begged.

He released her flesh. “Do you know how long I"ve dreamed of this moment? I

fully intend to live out all my fantasies, Cupcake.”

Her lashes slowly fluttered open at his words. “You dreamed of this moment?”

He lifted off her. “Teenage girls aren"t the only ones with fantasies, Sela.”

“Oh,” she said, not knowing what else to say. She was stunned by his words.

Rome had been thinking about being with her for some time now.

She watched him get off the bed. She leaned up on her elbows. “Where are you

going?”

He gave her a teasing smile. “Remember that fantasy? We"re missing

something.” He left the room.

Sela closed her eyes and waited for him to return. Her mind was a minefield of

thoughts and needs. She was afraid if she thought too hard about one thing, she

might explode. Rome had played her body so well, shown her so much about her

own sexuality, she would always been grateful.

Before him she had believed all her orgasms would be small, defined by the

soft sighs that she let out during her release. Her sexual interactions had been

almost anticlimactic because of how softly she came.

“Who would have thought I was a screamer?” she murmured to the empty

room.

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Unfortunately she wasn"t the only one in the bedroom. Rome had returned. “I

did. And I was right.”

She popped up and stared at Rome as he marched into the room. In his hand

he held a small bowl. When he got closer she saw that it was filled with

strawberries and whipped cream.

Her mouth went dry.
Talk about fantasies
! After a moment she rediscovered

the ability to speak. “This is what you envisioned?”

He grinned wickedly. “Oh yeah, well to begin with at least.”

She looked into his face for a moment. The vision staring back at her told her

he hadn"t even reached the tip of his freakiness. “Oh my God, you are so kinky.”

“Sweetheart, you have no idea.” He placed the bowl on the nightstand. She

reached for one of the strawberries. He caught her hand just as the tips of her

fingers would have brushed against the bowl"s rim. She lifted her gaze to catch his.

Energy pulsed hotly between them.

Something deep inside her stirred.

And then he smiled, setting fire to her already sharp senses.

His long, deft fingers dipped into the bowl and lifted up one large strawberry.

It was coated in whipped cream. “Come on, Cupcake,” he purred.

She opened her mouth for him. She barely tasted the fruit when Rome placed

it on her tongue. Almost methodically she chewed and swallowed. Her every sense

was trained on the dangerously intoxicating man in front of her.

“You missed a spot,” he rasped and dipped his head, capturing her mouth in a

ravaging kiss. Sela moaned into his kiss when his hand, slick with the whipped

cream, cupped one heavy, aching breast and teased the nipple.

She trembled in his arms as she pulled him close. But Rome wanted none of

that.

He broke off the kiss and pushed at her shoulders. She lay upon the bed,

muscles weak, bones nonexistent, totally willing to give Rome control.

One hand slid between her thighs to finger her lace-covered sheath. Sometime

during the night she had re-dressed partially. Rome had not been pleased.

“I have no idea why you bothered to put this back on.” The husky words slid

over her skin, caressing her swollen, cream-slickened nipple seconds before the nub

was encased in moist, scalding heat.

“I wanted to give you something to take off,” she replied as she rolled her hips.

Rome replied by fingering the lace that both shielded and displayed her feminine

secrets.

“Haven"t you heard, little girl, that it"s not smart to play with dangerous boys?”

She smiled, tightened her grip on the headboard, and lifted her hips. “No, it"s

very smart, especially when the boy can do…
that
.” Her statement ended on a soft,

slightly high-pitched sigh when Rome slipped his finger under her lace panties and

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found her clit. He pressed the swollen nub until she couldn"t hold back her cries.

And then until she couldn"t hold back her release.

Trying desperately to regulate her heartbeat, Sela lay beneath Rome"s hard

body, enjoying the feel of his limbs pressed against hers. Her eyes popped open

when something cold and wet met her heated skin.

He had picked up another cream-covered strawberry. She shuddered as it

moved over her right nipple, doing what the other had done, coating the bud in

whipped cream and strawberry juices. Rome placed the strawberry back in the bowl

and licked her nipple.

“I think I"ve found my new favorite meal,” he purred before reapplying the

strawberry. He licked her clean.

Rome repeated the same lavish attention to her other breast several times

before deciding he had enough strawberry-covered nipples.

Sela waited, heart beating loudly in her ears, for what he was going to do next.

She gasped when he threw one leg over her middle, straddling her stomach. The

heavy weight of his erection pressed against her belly, making her all the more

aware of how much she needed him inside her.

He grabbed another strawberry and fed it to her; all the while his glittering

eyes never left her face.

Sela had never felt more desired.

He dipped his hand into the whipped cream and coated one finger. She parted

her lips when he held his fingers in front of her face. Her pussy tightened, and

moisture leaked from her sheath when he slowly, with intricate care, covered her

mouth in whipped cream.

“Damn, you"re something,” he groaned before capturing her lips.

Sela fed him the cream as he fed her his desire. No man looked at her the way

Rome did. No man had ever wanted her as badly as Rome seemed to want her.

She was both exhilarated and fearful of the thought that no man would want

her as he did.

He deepened the kiss and slid his thighs between hers. Sela groaned into his

mouth when he grabbed one leg, further opening her so that his cock pressed

intimately against her pussy. She dug her heel into the small of his back and lifted

her hips against his.

Rome wrenched his lips from hers and bit off an oath. Eyes closed, he leaned

his forehead against hers and breathed deeply.

Feminine power surged through Sela. She had brought this strong, beautiful

man to this point.

After a few seconds he turned his head and kissed her ear. She sighed at the

feel on his mouth there. And then he moved lower, kissing her jaw, sucking on her

neck, and licking a path that wove down to her belly button. She gasped when he

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thrust his tongue into the small well. “We"re missing something,” he rumbled

against her scorched skin.

She sucked in a deep breath when she felt the cool airiness of whipped cream